Chapter 172

Refugee camp.

In a humble shack.

Looking at the old man lying on the stretcher, Yan Fang took a deep breath, finally made up his mind and slowly stretched out his right hand.

Pause for a moment.

At the pulse of his right hand, a silver scalpel slowly stretched out until it was an inch longer than his middle finger.

The scalpel bends down slowly, just like the forelimb of a mantis. Look carefully, around the scalpel, there are four silver silk threads hanging in the air like tentacles.

Looking at the young man's right hand, the old man curled up on the stretcher looked frightened and trembled to ask, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Don't be afraid. I'll help you with the wound."

Comforted the old man, Yan Fang focused all his energy on the operation.

Anesthetic injection.

Then disinfection.

The five fingers of his right hand vibrated gently up and down flexibly and skillfully, manipulating the scalpel and silver wire hanging under his palm.

Like a string puppet!

The scalpel accurately avoided the nerves and blood vessels in the muscle tissue, carefully cut off the necrotic part, skillfully threaded and wrapped with silver wire, leaving only the thread as thin as spider silk.

The whole action goes like a cloud and water!

Yan Fang held his breath and stared, his spirit was highly concentrated, his forehead exuded fine sweat, and even his breathing rate was carefully controlled.

Under his precise control and operation, the resection and dressing of necrotic tissue were almost carried out at the same time, and the amount of bleeding in the whole operation was minimal.

The operation lasted an hour.

After cutting off all the necrotic tissue, Yan Fang finally succeeded in breathing, raised his left hand and rubbed the sweat in front of his forehead with his arm.

Then, he picked out a small spray from his pocket and sprayed it several times with his right hand, which slowly extended the surgical knife and silver wire to the bionic prosthesis.

Almost at the same time, strange voices came from behind him.

"Amazing technology... Is this a bionic sense of medical use?"

Yan Fang was surprised and suddenly turned back. He saw a man in exoskeleton standing at the door, looking at him with interest.

He was so focused during the operation that he didn't notice that someone came in.

Yan Fang was nervous and hid his right hand behind him, even though he soon realized that it was no different from trying to cover up.

He put down his arms and said with a friendly expression on Chu Guang's face.

"Don't be nervous, I'll ask casually... Are you a doctor?"

“……”

Yan Fang's face was full of hesitation.

Chu Guang knew when he looked at his expression that there were a lot of things hidden in this guy. At present, 80% of them were racking their brains to make up stories and trying to fool themselves.

Why?

I won't eat you.

Tired of listening to this guy make up some leaky stories, Chu Guang looked at him and said directly.

"I'm the manager of shelter 404 and the Lord here. If you need help or want to improve your living conditions, you can go to Jiuli or Luca, and they will bring you to see me."

"I will offer job opportunities to capable people, but only if he is honest enough."

With that, Chu Guang didn't stay here much, so he turned and walked out of the door.

Looking at the closed door, Yan Fang slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tight shoulders relaxed.

At this time, a weak voice came from the stretcher behind him.

"Thank you, young man."

Just now, the old man was awake, but there was a big man here. He didn't dare to interrupt.

Yan Fang looked back at the old man, squeezed out a reluctant smile on his face and said in a relaxed tone.

"You're welcome. Are you feeling better?"

"Much better..." the old man nodded, read the atmosphere here, and whispered shyly, "it's causing you trouble."

"Nothing." Yan Fang shook his head.

Human life is important, and these people have helped themselves a lot.

If it's a person, he can't get here at all, and he can't escape the pursuit of bounty hunters.

The old man sat up on a stretcher and wanted to walk on the ground, but his legs still hurt. He tried several times and gave up.

At this time, a man came in outside the shack. Seeing the appearance of the old man, he hurried forward and reached out to hold him.

"Dad, are you better?"

The old man smiled and nodded.

"I feel much better... Thanks to this young man, if he encounters any trouble in the future, you have to help him."

Sun Cheng turned to look at Yan Fang and said sincerely.

"Brother, thank you very much! My name is sun Cheng. You saved my father's life. If there is anything useful, just tell me."

Yan Fang shook his head, saying that he was welcome and didn't take this promise thinner than paper to heart.

If only it were so simple.

His trouble can't be solved by any waster.

Watching the father and son who left the shack, Yan Fang sat on a chair, looked at the ceiling and sighed.

"Hey."

"Let me go..."

……

"There is a doctor in the refugee camp. Don't worry about the plague. He looks like a warm-hearted man. Just leave it to him."

"In addition, you let Jiuli stare at him a little, but don't bother him deliberately, don't take the initiative to ask him about things, and don't let him feel that he has been taken special care of. If he has any suspicious behavior, just report it to me."

After leaving the shack, Chu Guang found old Luca and told him about it.

"Good Lord, leave it to me!"

Old Luca nodded seriously and kept it firmly in mind.

Refuge 404 has not fully established a trust relationship with these refugees, and it is natural to be on guard. In this case, we should not act too hastily.

Chu Guang was not in a hurry to pry open the man's secret, nor was he in a hurry to invite him to himself.

Can people still run in icy and snowy weather?

After all, what he asked was a little forced. It's better to take the initiative to confess to himself when he thinks clearly.

After leaving the refugee camp, Chu Guang is going to inspect the labor reform of the prisoners of war.

However, just then, a dense gunfire suddenly came from the north of the refugee camp.

Listen, it's about a kilometer from here.

And it seemed that the war was very fierce. Chu Guang even heard the explosion of a clay grenade sitting on a mosquito.

Without a word, Chu Guang immediately edited a task through VM and sent it to the player's device within the specified range of the map.

[mission: players within 1km around the map punctuation point go to the target area to support immediately.]

[requirement: retain at least one prisoner]

[reward: 10 silver coins, 10 contributions, 50 regional prestige]

Listen to the gunshot, it's estimated that there are only four or five guns.

Six dead?

I've been on the waste land for a long time. It's basic to guess the number of people by listening to the gunshot. It's unrealistic to guess correctly, but there's still no problem in guessing the upper limit.

According to the VM map, there are at least 30 players in the conflict area, and they are basically old players.

Give it to them. Chu Guang is very relieved.

……

Different from Chu Guang, Eugene felt terrible at this moment.

It was a simple task. If the situation was optimistic, it could be completed in three months. As a result, it was stunned by the pig teammates.

If he had known this would happen, he might as well act alone.

But now complaining doesn't seem to make any sense.

Within ten minutes of the gunfire, he and his teammates were surrounded by at least 30 people. The gunfire came from all directions, and they couldn't lift their heads at all.

Eugene saw with his own eyes that the mercenary who took the lead in shooting was screened together with his dog. As for the other three, they were also killed one by one in the resistance.

Seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, he immediately threw away his weapons and surrendered without any hesitation.

The men roughly tied his hands, then left him in a truck, dragged him behind the concrete fence, escorted him to a spacious room and pressed him on the ground.

In the room sat a man wearing a blue exoskeleton. He looked up and down at him with his scanning eyes and said.

"Predator?"

Eugene didn't answer immediately. His head turned quickly, thinking about how to get out of here.

However, the man in the exoskeleton didn't seem very patient. Seeing that he didn't speak, he waved his hand impatiently.

"If you don't say it, you'll put it off."

Anyway, the equipment on this man doesn't look very valuable. It's estimated that he is not a person with a background.

The wrench standing next to Chu Guang didn't talk nonsense. He immediately came forward, grabbed the prisoner's collar and dragged it outside.

Seeing the battle, Eugene immediately panicked and struggled.

"I'm not a predator. My name is Eugene. I'm a mercenary! Sir, I mean no harm."

"No malice?" motioned the wrench to stop. Chu Guang looked at him with great interest and said, "do you mean that the shuttle was on fire?"

According to the first contact criteria of refuge 404, NPC units in the neutral area shall not be attacked actively, but neutral units that fire actively are allowed to fight back in any form.

VM is not only a vital sign monitor, but also has the function of action recording. Although there is no video, it is easy to judge who did it first through gunshots, recordings and other clues.

Chu Guang is curious about how this guy is going to explain.

Being stared at by that sight, Eugene felt creepy in his heart and said quickly.

"That's a misunderstanding. I didn't shoot the gun... Those people and I just have a cooperative relationship in entrustment!"

"Entrustment?" he stared at him with scrutinizing eyes. Chu Guang continued to ask, "what entrustment?"

Not daring to hide anything, Eugene quickly confessed.

"It's the Commission of the college."

Hearing this unexpected word, Chu Guang was slightly stunned, but he didn't show it on his face, but stared at him and continued to ask.

"Go on."

Eugene swallowed his saliva and continued quickly.

"About three months ago... I received a commission from the college. They asked us to help track down a defected prospector. We tracked him all the way to the valley province according to the clues provided by the employer. If it hadn't been for an accident, we should have caught him last month. Unfortunately, we ran into the rout of the Legion and let the guy get lucky to get into a gang In the ranks of the people. "

"Does the traitor you mentioned have a bionic righteousness?" Chu Guang said thoughtfully.

Eugene nodded as soon as his eyes lit up.

"That's right! It should be him! The client asked us to take him back to the wandering swamp, or at least take his arm back. If you are willing to give him to me, I can pay you five or five - no, four or six! You six, I four!"

60% of me is OK.

Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"How much did the college give you?"

Thought Chu Guang was excited about his proposal, Eugene quickly continued.

"5000cr! We had six people, but now it's just the two of us."

Chu Guang looked at him unexpectedly and asked.

"CR? Why does the college pay with the money of the enterprise?"

"It's not the college that pays with the money of the enterprise, sir. It's our mercenaries who only accept the CR of the enterprise or the Dinar of the Legion." Eugene explained helplessly, "you should know that the currency of each place is different. I've even seen it traded with cartridge cases and bottle caps."

Although corporate banknotes have serious inflation far away from the east coast. A rifle selling 300cr on the east coast can sell 600 or even 800cr in River Valley provinces, even so, it is easier to use than those currencies with strong regional color.

Chu Guang touched his chin and thought.

Only 5000cr.

So it shouldn't be an important fugitive.

If it is a reward of 500000 Cr, Chu Guang may have to consider the "diplomatic risk" of leaving people behind. But on this reward, 80% of them are dead, that is, they are "net fugitives". It is estimated that level B wanted people are not enough.

But such a big thing, the man hid it from himself.

Boy is dishonest.

Chu Guang moved slightly in his heart and looked at the wrench waiting on the side.

"Go to the refugee camp, find a man named Yan Fang and bring him to me."

"Yes, sir." wrench nodded his head and immediately walked out of the door.

Didn't wait long.

The wrench soon brought the man Chu Guang wanted to see.

Seeing Eugene in the room, Yan Fang's face suddenly changed and turned to go, but as soon as he turned back, he was stopped by the wrench standing at the door.

Eugene saw Yan Fang, with a surprise on his face, and quickly shouted.

"My Lord, it's him -"

"Shut up."

Chu Guang motioned Eugene to close his mouth with his eyes, then looked at the young man with fear in his eyes and said.

"Do you have to explain something to me?"

Yan Fang had a bitter expression on his face and lowered his head.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hide my identity from you..."

Chu Guang looked at him and asked.

"Are you from the college?"

Yan Fang nodded.

But soon, his eyes darkened and his head shook again.

"It was six months ago, but it's not now."